I've smashed the villain again

Chapter 12 Come Be Good! 12

After rejecting the fruit offered by his aunt, Qiao Feibai went upstairs to the room Tang Zhou had arranged.

Standing at the door, looking at the wide room in front of you.

He lowered his head, his fine silver-gray hair fell down, his knuckles were slightly bent, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, his eyes drooped, and his long eyelashes concealed the emotions in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he walked to the side of the bed and threw himself into the soft bed, half of his face was buried in the quilt, and half of his face was exposed.

The nose is lightly scented with aromas and the sun.

This kind of comfort and ease has hardly been there since he could remember.

He raised his hand to hug the quilt tightly, and shrunk himself up, his face was still arrogant and flamboyant, but his eyes were a little more confused.

In such a trance, Tang Zhou's face that always makes people feel kind appeared in front of his eyes.

It seemed that the feeling when she was rubbing his hair appeared in her head again.

It's obviously like a lawless nonsense, but let her do it, it seems reasonable.

This guy……

Qiao Feibai curled up slightly, her delicate brows were tightly frowned, and after a while, she pursed her lips and raised her hand to wave vigorously in the air.

It seemed as if he wanted to shake Tang Zhou's face away from his eyes.

It took a while to realize that this action seemed a little stupid.

A trace of anger flashed across his face, he raised his arms to hug the quilt, turned over, and then propped himself up, looked around the room, and then saw the computer not far away.

He paused, finally got up, and walked towards the computer desk.

Tang Zhou's consultation room is usually not very busy, and there are no appointments. In the afternoon, he will take Qiao Feibai to dye his silver-gray hair back, and then leave the consultation room early.

When I got home, my aunt had already left, and the small villa was quiet without any movement.

Tang Zhou raised his eyebrows and walked upstairs.

Walking to Qiao Feibai's door, he knocked on the door.

no response.

The door is locked from the inside, so no one must have come out. Is this... you don't want to care about people?

Tang Zhou knocked on the door with a little effort.

Still no response.

"in vain?"

Tang Zhou thought for a while, stretched out his hand to lift his mirror frame, and spoke with a gentle expression on his fair face, and his voice was soft, with a soft ending, and he called seriously.

Why don't you call such an idiot's name so seriously? !

There was finally a sound from inside the door, as if something fell to the ground without supporting its body.

Then came his angry voice.

"Don't call me that."

Don't come to open the door yet.

Tang Zhou blinked his eyes, still holding his hand on the doorknob, and his voice was still the same, but this time there was a hint of warning, "Bai Bai, open the door, or I will pick the lock."

Violence is not advisable, the elder sister has always been very reasonable in life.

What else do you do besides pick a lock?

After a while, the door was opened from the inside. With a bit of impatience on Qiao Feibai's face, he held the doorknob with his hand, looking half a head shorter than himself, with a very tender baby face, Tang Zhou, who wanted to pretend to be old-fashioned.

The young man let out a low voice, a little arrogant, "Whether I can dye my hair or not, you can't control me, can you?"

Tang Ju didn't speak, he looked Qiao Feibai up and down, and he stroked his chin and opened his mouth in doubt when he was about to blow his hair out.

"It's all over, are you still in the rebellious period?"

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(End of this chapter)